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Friday, April 20, 2012
Slow, easy 5 miler...but it didn't feel like it
I kinda ran out of gas after 3 miles. I didn't want to take this too fast as I have a 12 miler tomorrow. Remember, not all runs can be prime rib and lobster; sometimes you just get hamburger and catfish...
I kinda ran out of gas after 3 miles. I didn't want to take this too fast as I have a 12 miler tomorrow. Remember, not all runs can be prime rib and lobster; sometimes you just get hamburger and catfish...
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